<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:54:01.018-04:00</updated><category term='wishes and dreams'/><category term='sylva'/><category term='north carolina'/><title type='text'>Julian Blogdugno</title><subtitle type='html'>And what’s the presidency if not a glorified drive thru window? You take the orders of America, misinterpret them due to a broken and convoluted communications system, then give them what you thought they wanted and charge them for it anyway.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>347</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-7647622029174804311</id><published>2009-02-25T09:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:37:41.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All good things</title><summary type='text'>This blog is dead.  Come visit me at the new blog:juliocentric.tumblr.com</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/7647622029174804311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=7647622029174804311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7647622029174804311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7647622029174804311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-good-things.html' title='All good things'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6115172529744642256</id><published>2009-02-20T11:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:17:52.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Place to Hang My Coat</title><summary type='text'>I'm moving into an apartment in a few days and I need to select something on which to hang my outerwear.  I've got it narrowed down to two options.  Vote in the comments, people.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6115172529744642256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6115172529744642256&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6115172529744642256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6115172529744642256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2009/02/place-to-hang-my-coat.html' title='A Place to Hang My Coat'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSP5i6-TgQA/SZ7XI4aOggI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Sp_-LRjbUZg/s72-c/here_hanger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-8513554101063450071</id><published>2009-02-19T17:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:31:09.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please buy me this outfit</title><summary type='text'>Courtesy of the Sartorialist</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/8513554101063450071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=8513554101063450071&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8513554101063450071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8513554101063450071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2009/02/please-buy-me-this-outfit.html' title='Please buy me this outfit'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSP5i6-TgQA/SZ3c64zrCfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/l2-CstcqiRQ/s72-c/2159LeanWeb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-2538119170216404128</id><published>2009-02-17T16:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:58:09.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Bottom</title><summary type='text'>So, this is hard for me to admit... but I have a substance problem.  I know it may come as a shock to all of you and it wasn't something I ever expected to have a problem with.  This shit is so dangerous and so addictive.  If you had talked to me a few years ago, I would have told you there was no way I would even try the stuff, let alone get hooked on it.But here I am.  I can't go a single day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/2538119170216404128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=2538119170216404128&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2538119170216404128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2538119170216404128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2009/02/rock-bottom.html' title='Rock Bottom'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-8228721790556205960</id><published>2009-02-15T22:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:28:56.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Feet Under</title><summary type='text'>Geoff and I just finished watching Six Feet Under.  I haven't enjoyed a show this much since Buffy was on the air and the series finale did not disappoint. The show depicts mortality in such a beautiful way, focusing so much on the chances we do have and the inglorious ways in which our lives will probably end.  It really forced me to examine what I was doing with my life.  SO FUCKING WATCH IT.Ok</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/8228721790556205960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=8228721790556205960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8228721790556205960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8228721790556205960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2009/02/six-feet-under.html' title='Six Feet Under'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-1686579730215992781</id><published>2009-02-08T13:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:06:47.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If miscarriages have taught me anything, it's that it's not a good idea to share your good news before you're sure about it.  But, I think that Margie and I may have found a supergreat apartment in Poncey-Highlands from which to launch our adult lives.  The apartment we looked at hadn't yet been vacated and we found a totally trashed apartment full of cats.  The cats were hungry and we spent a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/1686579730215992781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=1686579730215992781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1686579730215992781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1686579730215992781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-miscarriages-have-taught-me-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-7036386445243279447</id><published>2009-02-06T17:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:03:21.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I imagine a world without weather,And whether that world would be better.It'd be such a laborto make small talk with my neighborWhat would we discuss anyways: leather?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/7036386445243279447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=7036386445243279447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7036386445243279447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7036386445243279447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-imagine-world-without-weather-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-8216677658163542402</id><published>2009-02-02T14:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:32:11.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile...</title><summary type='text'>But in an effort to start writing more in general, here I am.  I don't necessarily have anything particularly exciting to write about.  Final Cut Pro is being the shittiest piece of software I've ever had to work with and I could go into explicit details outlining the various and sundry ways in which it is fucking up, but I doubt that most of you would really care to read about it.  Plus, I hate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/8216677658163542402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=8216677658163542402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8216677658163542402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8216677658163542402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile...'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-2349990969830765185</id><published>2009-01-08T01:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T01:04:06.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A while back at work, I was running the teleprompter for some talent.  After she had run off the script for a while, her producers decided that it didn't sound natural enough.  They asked her if she could run it from memory and she said she could try.  However, she found it too unsettling to look into the camera if there wasn't any text to read and asked me if I could put up a picture of a face </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/2349990969830765185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=2349990969830765185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2349990969830765185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2349990969830765185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2009/01/while-back-at-work-i-was-running.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-1021063176248075008</id><published>2008-12-26T02:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:22:36.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know if I'm more upset that I got hooked on tabletop gaming, or the fact that, if I had been playing since middle school, I would be ALOT better.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/1021063176248075008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=1021063176248075008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1021063176248075008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1021063176248075008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-know-if-im-more-upset-that-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3916820695571965637</id><published>2008-12-17T00:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:57:01.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I came out to my grandparents today.  It wasn't something I ever thought I'd do, but over the past few months, I'd come to realize it was something I had to do.  After watching Six Feet Under, it's really made me realize the importance of being honest with one another in and about our relationships.  I need Geoff to feel comfortable coming to family events and the first step was telling my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3916820695571965637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3916820695571965637&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3916820695571965637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3916820695571965637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-came-out-to-my-grandparents-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3884184643912115077</id><published>2008-12-11T15:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T15:10:51.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valdosta</title><summary type='text'>Jamie and I went down to Valdosta earlier this week for a shoot.  It was a generally uneventful trip but there were two events of note.1) At a gas station in Vienna (Georgia, not Austria), some creepy 43-year-old from Michigan kept making googly eyes at me.  Then we went to the Popeye's across the street and he followed us in.  He made some awkward small talk with me and then left without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3884184643912115077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3884184643912115077&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3884184643912115077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3884184643912115077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/12/valdosta.html' title='Valdosta'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSP5i6-TgQA/SUFzpsl2jaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PiecVLINPSU/s72-c/Picture+18.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-4556627016790051985</id><published>2008-12-03T10:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:57:14.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Choose Your Own Naptime</title><summary type='text'>So we finally put on Choose Your Adventure: The Play and the shit was a smash success.  We sold out six shows, made a profit, and pulled in tons of people who had never seen a twinhead show before.  Plus, we have a five-foot-tall walk-in vagina that we can use for any show from here on out.  Granted, the play was way rough around the edges and a good portion of the scripts were a little unfocused</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/4556627016790051985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=4556627016790051985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4556627016790051985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4556627016790051985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/12/choose-your-own-naptime.html' title='Choose Your Own Naptime'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-742708036653316692</id><published>2008-11-04T22:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:16:55.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><summary type='text'>Officially blogging during the election.  Pretty awesome huh?  Guess it's gonna happen.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/742708036653316692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=742708036653316692&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/742708036653316692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/742708036653316692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/11/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3128525443303308190</id><published>2008-10-18T23:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:05:47.541-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EAV Clusterfuck</title><summary type='text'>So I guess I only blog when bad shit happens, but isn't that the most interesting stuff anyways?Tonight, at Mary's, a few of us went to the car to get some stuff.  We accidentally brought our beers with us, which as we all know, is a big no-no.  We had just come from the Little Five Halloween parade where, due to festival status, you're allowed to carry beer with you on the sidewalk so I guess it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3128525443303308190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3128525443303308190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3128525443303308190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3128525443303308190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/10/eav-clusterfuck.html' title='EAV Clusterfuck'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-7609322917790309398</id><published>2008-09-26T12:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T12:43:25.481-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whyzer?</title><summary type='text'>Remember when Weezer was cool?  I sure do.  Now they're going on tour with Angels and Airwaves, Tom DeLonge's nasal follow-up band to his follow-up band to Blink-182.  This in undoubtedly the least musical talented band in existence.  What the fuck happened!?!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/7609322917790309398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=7609322917790309398&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7609322917790309398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7609322917790309398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/09/whyzer.html' title='Whyzer?'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6000441811999805040</id><published>2008-09-19T09:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:57:49.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wachoviduh</title><summary type='text'>I got a voicemail on my phone from some representative from Wachovia claiming that there had been some unusual activity on my card and to call a representative at their 888 number.  I call the person up and she walks me through the unusual purchases.1.  $20 on Blizzard.com2.  $21.46 at Publix3.  $360 at Tech Parkway Wachovia.I ask her if she means a deposit at Tech Parkway.  She says it doesn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6000441811999805040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6000441811999805040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6000441811999805040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6000441811999805040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/09/wachoviduh.html' title='Wachoviduh'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-4080270333458494630</id><published>2008-08-28T15:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T15:55:22.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A desperate plea to Etsy.com</title><summary type='text'>Dear webmasters,PLEASE SHUT DOWN YOUR SITE.  It's dangerous to have that much cool, Zelda-themed shit for sale.  Do you realize that I have an addiction?  Do you want me to bankrupt myself?  How am I not supposed to buy this:Do you realize what you are doing to me?  You are a threat!  A menace to my well-being.  For the sake of my financial future, please shut down Etsy.com!Sincerely,Julian</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/4080270333458494630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=4080270333458494630&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4080270333458494630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4080270333458494630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/08/desperate-plea-to-etsycom.html' title='A desperate plea to Etsy.com'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSP5i6-TgQA/SLcCeAPN59I/AAAAAAAAADI/Mjk5RK2U3j0/s72-c/il_430xN.33222816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-2000485782356298357</id><published>2008-08-25T16:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T16:36:17.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><summary type='text'>I have a virulent fungal infection on my foot (please forgive my colloquial use of virulent in such an inappropriate context) that's been driving me crazy for the past few days.  I figured it was just athlete's foot but it's worse than that.  The doctor gave me some medication to take for the next 12 days that should clear it up.  It's some pretty heavy stuff so God knows what it'll do to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/2000485782356298357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=2000485782356298357&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2000485782356298357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2000485782356298357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/08/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-7978121610725470087</id><published>2008-08-20T11:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T11:21:47.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm at work and the phone starts ringing, which is unusual to say the least because it's in an abandoned cubicle.  Out of the goodness of my heart, I answer it only to find some woman on the other hand going crazy because she's switching her bank and wants to tell us because GPB takes a monthly donation out of her account.  I try to explain to her that this is a private line and she responds "yes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/7978121610725470087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=7978121610725470087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7978121610725470087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7978121610725470087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-at-work-and-phone-starts-ringing.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6676336607939891658</id><published>2008-08-19T01:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T01:03:58.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger, er, Blotter</title><summary type='text'>So, we were heading out when we noticed that there was a red bicycle on the back of Geoff's car.  We went to investigate and some drunk guy got out and was all like "You trying to steal my bike?"  We were too freaked out to realize how funny that was at the time.  He kept stumbling around and asking if we knew where his Mrs. Winner's box was so we called the cops on him.  Geoff gave them a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6676336607939891658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6676336607939891658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6676336607939891658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6676336607939891658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogger-er-blotter.html' title='Blogger, er, Blotter'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-4508105522507087610</id><published>2008-07-16T12:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T12:36:26.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The music library at work has this awesome section called "style-a-likes" for those of us who really want something that sounds like Fall Out Boy but just can't afford those damned licensing fees.  Luckily, it describes each song in this manner: "Oppressive &amp; Moody Grunge With Titanic Emo Chorus, In The Style Of The Used"I've never really known a website to so accurately break down a band's sound</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/4508105522507087610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=4508105522507087610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4508105522507087610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4508105522507087610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/07/music-library-at-work-has-this-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3253143742453593349</id><published>2008-06-12T11:09:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T11:21:07.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The State of Atlanta Indie Film</title><summary type='text'> Feeling a prolonged lack of culture, I checked Moviefone today to see what independent films are playing in the Atlanta area.  I was surprised to find that Midtown Art Cinema, which has an unearned reputation as being the art cinema place in Atlanta, is showing only two independent films.  Every other film that they are showing is a big budget studio release!  Now, Midtown is a Landmark Theatre </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3253143742453593349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3253143742453593349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3253143742453593349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3253143742453593349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/06/state-of-atlanta-indie-film.html' title='The State of Atlanta Indie Film'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OSP5i6-TgQA/SFE8WGHcf7I/AAAAAAAAACg/M5K3mqe_i4o/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-7020574051492233366</id><published>2008-06-03T14:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:28:35.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The ironic part, I guess, is that when they came into the house, they stole Grand Theft Auto, and but when they stole my car, it had my copy of Breaking and Entering in it!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/7020574051492233366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=7020574051492233366&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7020574051492233366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7020574051492233366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/06/ironic-part-i-guess-is-that-when-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6966464693943507566</id><published>2008-05-29T11:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T11:38:30.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunkin' Dumbass</title><summary type='text'>I used to really love Dunkin' Donuts.  Heck, I just love donuts.  But who would have guessed that the people running Dunkin' Donuts are completely batshit stupid?  Apparently, an ad featuring Rachael Ray (already a bad idea) was pulled by the higher ups from Dunkin Donuts because... get this... a scarf she was wearing RESEMBLED a scarf traditionally worn by Muslims, all of whom are Islamic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6966464693943507566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6966464693943507566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6966464693943507566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6966464693943507566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/05/dunkin-dumbass.html' title='Dunkin&apos; Dumbass'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OSP5i6-TgQA/SD7LZoUbwJI/AAAAAAAAACY/_AjBkZXv1ok/s72-c/rachaelray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6299440457037543916</id><published>2008-05-14T12:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T12:46:35.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I learned today that, due to a licensing agreement, the United States Postal Service sells copies of the band The Postal Service's albums on their online shop.  This is probably the cutest and coolest thing the United States government has ever done.  Now if they can just force them to record a new album already.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6299440457037543916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6299440457037543916&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6299440457037543916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6299440457037543916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-i-learned-today-that-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-2591089777371955908</id><published>2008-05-09T10:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T10:49:58.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Teens tell police they converted skull into bong</title><summary type='text'>From CNN.comHOUSTON, Texas (AP) -- Three teenagers were arrested after two of them told police they dug up a secluded grave north of Houston, removed the skull from the coffin and converted it into a marijuana bong.Police found a grave in the city of Humble that had been disturbed, but were still investigating the rest of the teens' story, Houston police Sgt. John Chomiak said.Kevin Wade Jones, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/2591089777371955908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=2591089777371955908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2591089777371955908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2591089777371955908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/05/teens-tell-police-they-converted-skull_09.html' title='Teens tell police they converted skull into bong'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3076259581393633446</id><published>2008-05-01T17:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T17:14:01.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>BB Walty-walt is such a butt-slut</title><summary type='text'>So, it's been a while, eh?  Nothing much has really happened lately, other than the sold-out premiere of my critically-acclaimed feature debut, Loaded Guns: The Movie, but other than that.  My house got burgled the other day and my laptop got stolen.  The perp also took my copies of Grand Theft Auto 3 and Vice City.  Way to prove the "experts" right you dumb idiot.  My racist neighbor blathered </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3076259581393633446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3076259581393633446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3076259581393633446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3076259581393633446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/05/bb-walty-walt-is-such-butt-slut.html' title='BB Walty-walt is such a butt-slut'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-5738461120121629968</id><published>2008-03-29T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:48:08.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't believe it but it's true:  there are STILL people out there who prefer MySpace to Facebook.  I don't want to be one of those people who argues about it but... well, who am I kidding?  Yes, I do.Listen up, people!  MySpace is one of the worst websites on the face of the earth.  People bitch and moan about Facebook but it is superior for a number of reasons.1.  Facebook is infinitely faster</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/5738461120121629968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=5738461120121629968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5738461120121629968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5738461120121629968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-cant-believe-it-but-its-true-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6646982273788591902</id><published>2008-03-21T09:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T09:20:38.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know why I'm not used to it by now--I gues I should be--but I just can't bring myself to accept that so many people are so self-serving.  I was awakened this morning at 8 by the sound of a radio my neighbor had placed on his stoop to give him some listening music... er... listening sermons by which to work.  Now, his stoop is about ten feet from my bedroom window so anything that happens </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6646982273788591902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6646982273788591902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6646982273788591902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6646982273788591902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-know-why-im-not-used-to-it-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3960064500824437623</id><published>2008-03-16T21:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:33:25.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loaded Guns</title><summary type='text'>So I seem to have neglected this little blog thing a bit these past few weeks, but I have a good excuse.  I've been working on a film... a FEATURE for fuck's sake so CALM DOWN, ALRIGHT!?  I'm logging footage right now (95 clips on one tape alone) and am desperate for something more fun to do.  Friday, I directed a piece called "Southern Tacos."  It's the longest piece in the entire program and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3960064500824437623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3960064500824437623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3960064500824437623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3960064500824437623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/03/loaded-guns.html' title='Loaded Guns'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-92844207948919466</id><published>2008-02-12T12:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T12:18:12.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The idiots at Comcast have no idea how to make our internet work.  Some goddamn moron plumber doesn't know how to keep his stupid appointment and now I've probably got shit backing up into my shower again.  The producer of this goddamned World War II project just told everyone that if they don't feel like finishing their interviews they can give them to me to finish (which I won't).  I've had the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/92844207948919466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=92844207948919466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/92844207948919466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/92844207948919466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/02/idiots-at-comcast-have-no-idea-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6042208057614259154</id><published>2008-02-07T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T10:21:44.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, you know when you get real sick and you sleep all day and then you're stuck wide awake in the middle of the night because your body refuses any sort of sleep and so your mind is racing all night long and you can't shut it off?  Well, imagine that happening the day after Super Tuesday.  I couldn't stop thinking about our little candidates.  I spent two hours trying to come up with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6042208057614259154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6042208057614259154&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6042208057614259154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6042208057614259154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-you-know-when-you-get-real-sick-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-1307053341542336166</id><published>2008-02-05T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T00:51:03.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Working at the Plaza was a lot like being on "Lost" in that I would sit there all day, and then have to do something every 108 minutes.Oh, and there's a record player.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/1307053341542336166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=1307053341542336166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1307053341542336166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1307053341542336166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/02/working-at-plaza-was-lot-like-being-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-1095772204813961136</id><published>2008-01-15T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:39:30.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a really good time working with the new girl tonight.  Shame it's the last and only time we worked together.Also, no matter how hard you press, you can't stamp a black person's hand.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/1095772204813961136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=1095772204813961136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1095772204813961136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1095772204813961136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-had-really-good-time-working-with-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-7878532405999168375</id><published>2008-01-11T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T15:32:46.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm, like, totally grown-up now, wtf!?</title><summary type='text'>So it happened.  I'm grown up.  Sort of anyways.  Where to begin?Well, I graduated.  I think.  I didn't go to the ceremony so I didn't hear my name called... excuse me... I didn't see my name scroll across a screen.  So technically, I don't have that confirmation.  I'm almost positive that pretty soon my diploma should hopefully show up at some mailing address associated with me, right?  And when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/7878532405999168375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=7878532405999168375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7878532405999168375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7878532405999168375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-like-totally-grown-up-now-wtf.html' title='I&apos;m, like, totally grown-up now, wtf!?'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-807160382260222161</id><published>2007-12-19T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:39:13.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Single</title><summary type='text'>As of tonight, I am officially the sole occupant of Unit F.  I am alone, on my bed, bound and gagged.  The door is unlocked...Anyways, Geoff is on a cruise and the rest of my roommates have moved out, leaving me, Lisa, and Augie as the only signs of life in this enormous loft. I have to admit; I like it quite a bit.  I have so much space, I could go crazy.  In fact, I might if I peer into the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/807160382260222161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=807160382260222161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/807160382260222161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/807160382260222161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/12/living-single.html' title='Living Single'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3774393946473425777</id><published>2007-12-10T15:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T16:23:25.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>End of School Days</title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting in the courtyard right now, waiting for my directing class to begin.  This is it.  The big one.  My final class.  In less than three hours, my collegiate career, for all intents and purposes, will be over.  I have to admit, emotionally, I'm a bit of a wreck.Georgia State has been far from the ideal college experience that I dreamt about back when cost wasn't an option and I planned on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3774393946473425777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3774393946473425777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3774393946473425777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3774393946473425777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-of-school-days.html' title='End of School Days'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-8975601128353592281</id><published>2007-12-05T01:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:27:04.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self</title><summary type='text'>Bringing home an $8 bottle of wine does not constitute romance.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/8975601128353592281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=8975601128353592281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8975601128353592281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8975601128353592281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/12/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-7822099097456149541</id><published>2007-12-04T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:09:56.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Night in Birmingham</title><summary type='text'>-or-My Night in the Shittiest Town in AmericaFor some goddamned reason, Chris bought a ticket to Idaho for a flight that departed from Birmingham so, lo and behold, he and I drove to Birmingham two nights ago.  As you can imagine, it was a night of absolute wonder.  We filled up on gas about 30 miles outside of Atlanta.  At the first gas station, the attendant came out and said that it was shift </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/7822099097456149541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=7822099097456149541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7822099097456149541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7822099097456149541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-night-in-birmingham.html' title='My Night in Birmingham'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-8542874173971864934</id><published>2007-12-02T03:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T03:41:39.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight</title><summary type='text'>Tonight I listened to a woman in a Santa hat talk for 20 minutes about how C.S. Lewis says we can't put trash in space and then watched my roommate throw up a lot.Just... putting that out there.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/8542874173971864934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=8542874173971864934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8542874173971864934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8542874173971864934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/12/tonight.html' title='Tonight'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-353508707985438074</id><published>2007-11-25T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T12:27:16.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So being in this play has been the best artistic experience of the past year for me.  Though I love filmmaking, I'm often lazy about actually, you know, making films... especially the writing part.  However, being handed a script and told to go film it and make it funny has been a real blessin'.  It's opened my eyes to how to make something flat and dull into something funny.As for the play </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/353508707985438074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=353508707985438074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/353508707985438074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/353508707985438074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-being-in-this-play-has-been-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-1810303311480336054</id><published>2007-11-23T22:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T23:05:00.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>While watching TV, I came upon a show on some religious network about a mixed race family.  Long story short, the title comes up at the end: "The Blendeds."  How perfectly racist.In other news, I had a pretty awesome Thanksgiving.  I actually had fun with my family; well, making fun of my family, anyways.  As per usual, Jason destroyed everyone in video games but I plan on destroying him with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/1810303311480336054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=1810303311480336054&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1810303311480336054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1810303311480336054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/11/while-watching-tv-i-came-upon-show-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-5439408571063401452</id><published>2007-11-20T22:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:46:05.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes on "What's Up, Doc" (Film)</title><summary type='text'>The film came about as the result of a disastrous, aborted effort to film an adaptation of the black comedy novel A Glimpse of Tiger by Herman Raucher, which was supposed to have starred Elliott Gould and Kim Darby in a story about an insane con man named Luther who befriends a runaway 19-year-old girl. Gould was cast as the con man, with Darby as the girl. Production went on for a week before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/5439408571063401452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=5439408571063401452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5439408571063401452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5439408571063401452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/11/notes-on-whats-up-doc-film.html' title='Notes on &quot;What&apos;s Up, Doc&quot; (Film)'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3640056901448216654</id><published>2007-11-20T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T14:07:19.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter to Shit-Eating Cunts</title><summary type='text'>Dear Shit-eating cunts,Maybe next time you're renting a house, before your potential applicants have to fill out five pages of paperwork, hunt down pay stubs for the past month, and pay $150 total in application fees, you can fucking learn how to USE GODDAMNED CRAIGSLIST TO ACTUALLY SAY THAT PETS ARE NOT OK AND YOU CAN STOP WASTING MY MOTHER FUCKING TIME YOU ASSHOLE SHITHEAD BABY RAPERS.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3640056901448216654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3640056901448216654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3640056901448216654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3640056901448216654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/11/open-letter-to-shit-eating-cunts.html' title='An Open Letter to Shit-Eating Cunts'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3107157738816546091</id><published>2007-11-19T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T18:40:26.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went into the Verizon on Ponce today to switch out the phone I got up in East Cobb for a model that actually works.  Unfortunately, I couldn't switch out my phone because I was at a "corporate store" and I purchased my phone from a "licensed retailer."  This, despite the fact that both stores had the exact same layout and furniture and had a big glowing neon Verizon sign bolted above the door.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3107157738816546091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3107157738816546091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3107157738816546091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3107157738816546091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-went-into-verizon-on-ponce-today-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3981089964603945715</id><published>2007-11-13T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T01:59:18.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>7 of my facebook friends have birthdays this Thursday.  This is practically a statistical impossibility.Nothing funny to add.  Just thought it was interesting.  Shut up.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3981089964603945715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3981089964603945715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3981089964603945715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3981089964603945715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/11/7-of-my-facebook-friends-have-birthdays.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3496213598598105375</id><published>2007-11-13T01:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T02:34:58.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abortion:  A Gift That Is Better to Receive!</title><summary type='text'>Today I arrive on campus to find an anti-abortion protest going on in the courtyard.  The theme was how abortion is like genocide, so of course there were lots of pictures of fetuses and faulty arguments about Darfur.  Naturally, I got excited about fucking around with these people and rushed over to Da Chicago Dogs to pick up a condiment-laden hot dog.  The plan was to eat a big juicy hot dog </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3496213598598105375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3496213598598105375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3496213598598105375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3496213598598105375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-i-arrive-on-campus-to-find-anti.html' title='Abortion:  A Gift That Is Better to Receive!'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-2697907509476051031</id><published>2007-11-09T22:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T22:26:52.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I will not look in that horse's mouth</title><summary type='text'>So, my boss at the Plaza decided to leave a bit of a present for me.  Knowing that I'm a die-hard Buffy fan, she left me a pile of goodies that includes but is not limited to:-A Sunnydale High Yearbook-A Cosmo and a Seventeen with Sarah Michelle Gellar on the covers-A Buffy Monster guide that only covers seasons 1-4-Some old Buffy fan mags, including one with an interview with Michelle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/2697907509476051031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=2697907509476051031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2697907509476051031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2697907509476051031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-will-not-look-in-that-horses-mouth.html' title='I will not look in that horse&apos;s mouth'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-5561537588663518818</id><published>2007-11-06T23:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T23:43:01.041-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RIM Fest</title><summary type='text'>Get your minds out of the gutter.  It's not that kind of RIM Fest.  Rather, it's the Rapid I Movement Festival (though the Plaza Marquee does read "RIM Fest, 400 Blows, Vanaja" at this moment... which I suppose may seem dirty).Rapid I Movement is a filmmaking festival in which teams have 50 hours to make a film.  And, well, this year, I did it.  I was working with people I've never worked with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/5561537588663518818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=5561537588663518818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5561537588663518818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5561537588663518818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/11/rim-fest.html' title='RIM Fest'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6316487969288653822</id><published>2007-11-04T11:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T11:34:04.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For anyone out there who wants to see a movie that's so vulgar it might not even be shown, check out the Rapid Eye Movement festival on Wednesday at 7 at the Plaza or Thursday at 9 at the Plaza.  The festival showcases the best videos produced in a 50 hour period... and maybe our video too.  So go and support us, if they show it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6316487969288653822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6316487969288653822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6316487969288653822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6316487969288653822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-anyone-out-there-who-wants-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-4781199563130592832</id><published>2007-10-29T02:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T11:32:44.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Incensed</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe how much I hate incense.  I don't understand why people buy this stuff and use it.  It is so fucking strong.  You don't walk into a store and say "Could I buy aspirin strong enough to put me in a coma" or "Can I have a baby bigger than me" so why would you buy a stick of stink strong enough to make a city block stink like the backseat of your uncle's van (you know the uncle... the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/4781199563130592832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=4781199563130592832&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4781199563130592832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4781199563130592832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/10/incensed.html' title='Incensed'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-2621140300287117653</id><published>2007-10-28T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:36:18.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween: DEAD</title><summary type='text'>So, two nights ago, those of us at Unit F threw the best Halloween party ever and effectively eliminated the holiday.  Sorry.We transformed Unit F into Unit Fear with the magic.... majyk of some flood lights and spider webs.  Also, we trapped a little girl in our TV.  Only little girls are scary any more so...I was Link and this is where I would have a picture that shows how fucking awesome I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/2621140300287117653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=2621140300287117653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2621140300287117653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2621140300287117653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/10/halloween-dead.html' title='Halloween: DEAD'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6581822944731757101</id><published>2007-08-23T09:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T09:24:23.258-04:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P. Ganon</title><summary type='text'>Our beloved mouse Ganon got out of his cage last night and died.  Geoff and I are going to miss him immensely.  He was the sweetest, cutest animal ever.  He lived two years, which is the average expectancy for mice, and outlived his brother by a whole year.  Rest in peace, little buddy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6581822944731757101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6581822944731757101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6581822944731757101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6581822944731757101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/08/rip-ganon.html' title='R.I.P. Ganon'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-2466592059999434478</id><published>2007-08-20T11:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T12:02:27.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Does anybody else fucking hate ants because I FUCKING HATE ANTS.  It seems like no matter the precautions taken, if you live in Georgia, in the summer, your home will be overrun by ants.  Of course, it would be fine if it were just a few ants, but there's  no such thing as a few ants.  Only an army, marching down every seam of your house, finding the slightest bit of grape residue and attacking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/2466592059999434478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=2466592059999434478&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2466592059999434478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2466592059999434478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/08/does-anybody-else-fucking-hate-ants.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-4410969192280994747</id><published>2007-07-25T02:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T02:30:00.441-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The only problem with finishing Deathly Hallows at one in the morning is that no one is awake to talk about it, or even to console me in this feeling of loss.  I can't believe that one person was capable of plotting out such an intense tale, one that spanned books and contains an unparalleled level of continuity.  Thanks for making me feel so bad for finishing a book, JK.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/4410969192280994747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=4410969192280994747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4410969192280994747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4410969192280994747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/07/only-problem-with-finishing-deathly.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3250068074482369221</id><published>2007-06-17T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:59:02.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Toxic mold and burning fuse boxes aside, I really really miss 705 Blake.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3250068074482369221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3250068074482369221&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3250068074482369221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3250068074482369221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/06/toxic-mold-and-burning-fuse-boxes-aside.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-4035938183591779472</id><published>2007-05-10T02:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T02:10:38.864-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes and dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='north carolina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sylva'/><title type='text'>Sylva</title><summary type='text'>Sylva is the hottest shit in the world.  I know I've been back for a few days now but I can't get Sylva out of my mind.  I just want to sell all my possessions and get a job in a bookstore in Sylva, earning what meager funds are necessary to survive in the hip yet not-so-hip mountain town.  The lady at the flea market sells apple butter so delicious it seems stupid to NOT move up there.  And the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/4035938183591779472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=4035938183591779472&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4035938183591779472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4035938183591779472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/05/sylva.html' title='Sylva'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6855148581578360720</id><published>2007-05-03T23:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T23:33:54.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Summer 2008:  The Guinness Book of World Records:  The Movie!</title><summary type='text'>The world's two fattest twins bike across America to re-unite the world's shortest man with his bride, the world's oldest woman, before she gets eaten by the world's longest parasite!With Jake Gyllenhall</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6855148581578360720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6855148581578360720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6855148581578360720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6855148581578360720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/05/coming-summer-2008-guinness-book-of.html' title='Coming Summer 2008:  The Guinness Book of World Records:  The Movie!'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-7248746359273368261</id><published>2007-05-03T01:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T01:50:22.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Debbie and Michael are suddenly big Morrissey fans.  Weird weird.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/7248746359273368261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=7248746359273368261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7248746359273368261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7248746359273368261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-debbie-and-michael-are-suddenly-big.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-5294555373937441073</id><published>2007-04-27T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T12:49:27.240-04:00</updated><title type='text'>OK WTF?</title><summary type='text'>So, Windex now comes in an anti-bacterial form.  Who the fuck ever said, "Gawrsh, I sure was worred about bacteria from my windows?"  Seriously, I'm going to have to join a commune if the world's obsession with anti-bacterial products keeps up.  It's turning me obsessive-compulsive and, since I'm probably already manic-depressive (excuse me....) bipolar, the last thing I need is to be OCD as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/5294555373937441073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=5294555373937441073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5294555373937441073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5294555373937441073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/04/ok-wtf.html' title='OK WTF?'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-1719974456061182377</id><published>2007-04-16T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T13:11:19.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in Peace, you piece</title><summary type='text'>Grampa Bu is dead and gone and a new car looms to take his place.  We'll see how this new, unnamed-as-yet auto does to fill the huge hole left in my heart.Grampa Bu and I had great times together.  From his musical horn to his musical door, Bu always loved to entertain.  That car made the trip to and from Jon Benet's grave like a thousand times, if you need proof.  And though his body was damaged</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/1719974456061182377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=1719974456061182377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1719974456061182377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/1719974456061182377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/04/rest-in-peace-you-piece.html' title='Rest in Peace, you piece'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6405096866804500750</id><published>2007-04-13T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T17:19:51.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Lottery Dollars at Work!</title><summary type='text'>So, as an exercise for Dramatic Writing, I had to do some automatic writing.  In Automatic Writing, one puts oneself into a receptive state (whatever that means) and merely writes, letting each preceding word inform the next choice of word.  Here's the crap I came up with."If they were running away from it then they must know about its premeditation.  It can believe nigh anything they say.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6405096866804500750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6405096866804500750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6405096866804500750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6405096866804500750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/04/your-lottery-dollars-at-work.html' title='Your Lottery Dollars at Work!'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-4114782950706451165</id><published>2007-04-12T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T14:36:16.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just cuz it's sexy doesn't mean it's fun</title><summary type='text'>I mean seriously, how can a library this sexy be so boring.  It's just books and computers.  I want a book made out of human flesh or that cow with a whole in it like they have at UGA.  A bizarrely-anachronistic Johnny Mercer exhibit simply won't cut, nor will the Special Collections Department's exhibit on the history of nursing.  What bet did the Special Collections Department lose to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/4114782950706451165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=4114782950706451165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4114782950706451165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/4114782950706451165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-cuz-its-sexy-doesnt-mean-its-fun.html' title='Just cuz it&apos;s sexy doesn&apos;t mean it&apos;s fun'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-312059103916958900</id><published>2007-04-09T15:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T15:22:17.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dropping Out Please</title><summary type='text'>So, it's a stupid idea to drop out with a few classes left to graduate, I know that.  Of course I know that.  So, fine, I won't.  But can't I at least pretend that I am?I can't believe how hard it is to get out of bed every morning, knowing that I'm going to waste that day if I go to school.  I am so disgusted with GSU right now.  The mere fact that the higher-ups can allow such awful classes to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/312059103916958900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=312059103916958900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/312059103916958900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/312059103916958900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/04/dropping-out-please_09.html' title='Dropping Out Please'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-6892486174857087728</id><published>2007-04-03T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T23:33:26.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things got weird today in Dramatic Writing.  We had to pair off and interview each other as the main characters from the scenes we were writing.  I was with this guy who was pretending to be a 70-year-old Mafia wife and I had the misfortune of pretending to be a naive 10-year-old girl.  Anyways, things got really inappropriate as he asked me bizarre questions such as "Have you gone through the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/6892486174857087728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=6892486174857087728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6892486174857087728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/6892486174857087728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/04/things-got-weird-today-in-dramatic.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-8596471805341668685</id><published>2007-03-27T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T16:26:33.655-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Did you pick up the baby?  Is she with you know?  Is she crying?  Put her on the phone.  I can talk to her... hey baby... hey kunyata... hey mookie... hey mookie... kunyata... kunyata... mookie.... can you hear me?  can you hear me?  Kunyata... hey mookie, it's momma... kunyata... kunyata..."Fucking goddammit.  Next person to talk to her baby over the phone in the library is going to have an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/8596471805341668685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=8596471805341668685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8596471805341668685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8596471805341668685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/03/did-you-pick-up-baby-is-she-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3263264498023911846</id><published>2007-03-22T01:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T01:21:34.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In tenth grade, my film teacher told me that I remind her of Woody Allen, except without all the neuroses.Boy, was she not paying attention.In other news...PIMP</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3263264498023911846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3263264498023911846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3263264498023911846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3263264498023911846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-tenth-grade-my-film-teacher-told-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OSP5i6-TgQA/RgISDZeVkEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9Hg67M7Uncg/s72-c/49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-552135759726468162</id><published>2007-03-07T01:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T01:44:18.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here are two super progressive countries that have a higher percentage of women in congress than the USA.  Iraq and Afghanistan.  Yeah.  Six years ago, Afghanistan was under control of the Taliban and now they have a higher percentage of women in their congress than we do in ours.  Great.  Super great, America.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/552135759726468162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=552135759726468162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/552135759726468162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/552135759726468162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/03/here-are-two-super-progressive.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3059729058733131260</id><published>2007-02-09T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T15:07:30.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Norbit</title><summary type='text'>From start to finish, Norbit is dismally unfunny, inspiring this Sign of the Apocalypse observation: Big Momma's House 2 was better.John BeifussCommercial Appeal (Memphis, TN)It's a thoughtless, cancerous, viral, irresponsible pollution whose existence speaks ill of the society that produced it and of any society that would endorse or defend it.Walter ChawFilm Freak CentralNorbit has something to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3059729058733131260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3059729058733131260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3059729058733131260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3059729058733131260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/02/norbit.html' title='Norbit'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3374324441105142207</id><published>2007-02-08T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T17:17:13.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CMF 2.0</title><summary type='text'>Holy crap, y'all.  This year's movie done got best comedy at GSU.  Woooooooooooo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3374324441105142207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3374324441105142207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3374324441105142207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3374324441105142207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/02/cmf-20.html' title='CMF 2.0'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-3603194923338714434</id><published>2007-01-26T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T17:17:13.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/3603194923338714434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=3603194923338714434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3603194923338714434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/3603194923338714434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-9133631216479506422</id><published>2007-01-19T00:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T00:00:56.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/9133631216479506422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=9133631216479506422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/9133631216479506422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/9133631216479506422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-2749945631337067633</id><published>2007-01-02T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:45:05.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An oldie but a goodie</title><summary type='text'>Saw this years ago and I just remembered how awesome youtube is.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/2749945631337067633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=2749945631337067633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2749945631337067633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2749945631337067633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/01/oldie-but-goodie.html' title='An oldie but a goodie'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-2351306380200823196</id><published>2007-01-01T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:52:18.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night, 705 Blake became Studio 54.  I'd go into more detail but I'd rather tell you about it in person.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/2351306380200823196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=2351306380200823196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2351306380200823196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/2351306380200823196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2007/01/last-night-705-blake-became-studio-54.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-7946863620307380959</id><published>2006-12-29T00:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T00:40:11.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh snap!  Playa thinks he got game but shorty got burned!In related news, I just beat my cousins in like the 4,982th game of Phase 10 we've played in the past two days.  Yes, North Carolina is still that boring.We decided to show my aunt and uncle and cousins and my mom's cousins or something around the same old boring crap we've been seeing the past million eons.  But, something somewhat cool </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/7946863620307380959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=7946863620307380959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7946863620307380959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7946863620307380959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/12/oh-snap-playa-thinks-he-got-game-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-5391526490489582373</id><published>2006-12-28T01:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T01:03:33.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a pretty good time with the younger cousins today, despite the fact that the rest of the cousins turned out to be douches and not come up at all.  We played Phase 10 for like three hours and then, despite my better efforts (i.e. Tivo'ed Venture Brothers) we watched an episode of Criss Angel: Mindfreak.When I tried to explain to Daniel that I didn't like crap like "Chili Peppers", I explained </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/5391526490489582373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=5391526490489582373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5391526490489582373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5391526490489582373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/12/had-pretty-good-time-with-younger.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-7217579291154851387</id><published>2006-12-25T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T23:02:21.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You're going to special ops heaven and it's goddamned great</title><summary type='text'>If it weren't for a Venture Bros. Marathon, Christmas Day would have been a total bust.  Oh, North Carolina.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/7217579291154851387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=7217579291154851387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7217579291154851387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/7217579291154851387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/12/youre-going-to-special-ops-heaven-and.html' title='You&apos;re going to special ops heaven and it&apos;s goddamned great'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-397207426209165001</id><published>2006-12-25T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T00:14:20.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All I want for Christmas is my two front eyes...</title><summary type='text'>But I haven't been a good enough boy.Well, at least I love Moral Orel and Squidbillies enough that it kinda makes Christmas Eve fun.  Oh well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/397207426209165001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=397207426209165001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/397207426209165001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/397207426209165001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-my-two.html' title='All I want for Christmas is my two front eyes...'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-5768822547309038014</id><published>2006-12-24T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:03:16.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, that'd be about as much fun as a lecture on Ontological Empiricism</title><summary type='text'>Whooo!  Christmas Eve.  In NC.  All alone.Oh well, at least Doom will keep me company.Mary XXX-mas, "movie" haus.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/5768822547309038014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=5768822547309038014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5768822547309038014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/5768822547309038014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/12/yeah-thatd-be-about-as-much-fun-as.html' title='Yeah, that&apos;d be about as much fun as a lecture on Ontological Empiricism'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-8484730297434539338</id><published>2006-12-24T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:42:33.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>XXXXL</title><summary type='text'>Rose's is a store in Sylva, NC.  A store that makes Big Lots look like Neiman Marcus.  I've never felt that I was broiling, mentally, until I stepped into Rose's.  I try so hard not to be a misanthrope but Rose's is the mountain South at its worst.  Fat.  Camo.  Cheap.  Lots of Jesus paintings.My alternative?  A Goody's.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/8484730297434539338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=8484730297434539338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8484730297434539338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/8484730297434539338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/12/xxxxl.html' title='XXXXL'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-116685162240455773</id><published>2006-12-23T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:27:02.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was concerned I would get bored in North Carolina, but according to TV, the wildest party is still going on and it's happening on my phone!!!!2</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/116685162240455773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=116685162240455773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116685162240455773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116685162240455773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-was-concerned-i-would-get-bored-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-116685070832786760</id><published>2006-12-23T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:11:48.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Celebrity Deathmatch is probably the worst show ever made.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/116685070832786760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=116685070832786760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116685070832786760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116685070832786760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-celebrity-deathmatch-is-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-116685027475597327</id><published>2006-12-23T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T00:04:34.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Possibly Jackass is the hippest show ever made.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/116685027475597327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=116685027475597327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116685027475597327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116685027475597327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/12/possibly-jackass-is-hippest-show-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-116684905239704783</id><published>2006-12-22T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T23:44:12.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hold hold hold hold hold up, check it out</title><summary type='text'>Fergalicious?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/116684905239704783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=116684905239704783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116684905239704783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116684905239704783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/12/hold-hold-hold-hold-hold-up-check-it.html' title='hold hold hold hold hold up, check it out'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-116684878934715606</id><published>2006-12-22T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T23:39:49.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For anyone with a few bucks to spare, do some research and buy that episode of Jackass with the Rolling Stone Cover Shoot.  Wow.  Inspired.I'm in North Carolina.  I may post alot.What the hell is new Blogger?New Blogger?God, I feel old.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/116684878934715606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=116684878934715606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116684878934715606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116684878934715606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-anyone-with-few-bucks-to-spare-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-116339832870412932</id><published>2006-11-13T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:12:08.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love this show.  It's like the cosby show, but instead, the main conflict is centered around a culture divide.  The family is very nice.  A ditzy shopaholic, there's a character I'm comfortable with.  A preppy nerd.  There's a character I'm comfortable with.  An overachieving smart girl.  There's a character I'm comfortable with.  But then in walks their cousin........ and he is so street!  And</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/116339832870412932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=116339832870412932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116339832870412932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116339832870412932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-this-show.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-116241011130666830</id><published>2006-11-01T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T14:41:51.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear West Africa,Recently, I was fortunate enough to see a portrait of your region, as portrayed in the film Faces of Women.  Your part of the world is beautiful and all, but I have some suggestions that may improve your quality of life.  I noticed several women doing menial tasks like refining flour with a mortar and pestle.  This is sexist.  If you were to strike a deal with Wal-Mart or someone</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/116241011130666830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=116241011130666830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116241011130666830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116241011130666830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/11/dear-west-africa-recently-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-116239958671164982</id><published>2006-11-01T11:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T11:46:26.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><summary type='text'>1. YOUR SPY NAME: (middle name and current street name)Gabriel Blake2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your dad's side, your favorite candy)Salvatore Crisp3. YOUR RAP NAME: (first initial of first name, first three or four letters of your last name)J. Modu4. YOUR GAMER TAG: (a favorite color, a favorite animal)Green Mouse5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/116239958671164982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=116239958671164982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116239958671164982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/116239958671164982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/11/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-115894058088456213</id><published>2006-09-22T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T11:56:20.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you've always wanted it...</title><summary type='text'>So here it is...(Get your bookmarks ready!)THE OFFICIAL "NEXT" DRINKING GAME*For use with MTV's "NEXT"Drink...When someone exploits their race.When someone explains their biracial heritage.When someone ends up on the NEXT bus in costume or drag.When someone gets called fat.When a homosexual refers to his/her orientation.When someone gets NEXTed in under a minute.When food is used as a metaphor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/115894058088456213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=115894058088456213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115894058088456213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115894058088456213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-know-youve-always-wanted-it.html' title='You know you&apos;ve always wanted it...'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-115682300804042990</id><published>2006-08-28T23:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T23:43:28.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/115682300804042990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=115682300804042990&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115682300804042990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115682300804042990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-115561261153458461</id><published>2006-08-14T23:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:30:11.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Got up at seven this morning to go fishing.  It didn't go so hot but we had a good time.  Two guys pulled up while Rachel and I were scouting out a better location and just watched us from the bank for like an hour.  Matt was further down the river so Rachel and I just stood there holding a net, some worms, and beer, looking like the village idiots.  Nothing bit but we did down a couple of beers </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/115561261153458461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=115561261153458461&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115561261153458461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115561261153458461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/08/got-up-at-seven-this-morning-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-115552605711798825</id><published>2006-08-13T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T23:27:37.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm having a pretty awesome time in North Carolina so far.  Yesterday, when we got up, there wasn't much to do but eat and drink so we did plenty of both.  Today, I had a really good time with my family.  Before breakfast, Amie and Daniel, my youngest cousins, and I took a machete out into the brush to carve a path to the old abandoned barn that you can't get to.  Turns it it's not abandoned </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/115552605711798825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=115552605711798825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115552605711798825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115552605711798825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-im-having-pretty-awesome-time-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-115492245291077409</id><published>2006-08-06T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T23:47:32.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Go See "Step Up!"</title><summary type='text'>It's like "Save the Last Dance" meets "Good Will Hunting"... finally.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/115492245291077409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=115492245291077409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115492245291077409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115492245291077409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/08/go-see-step-up.html' title='Go See &quot;Step Up!&quot;'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-115300501793847272</id><published>2006-07-15T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T19:10:17.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm here, sitting at work, with nothing to do.  Hhhhhhh.School's good.  My William Shatner music video is coming along great.  With a little more tweaking, I may be able to create the most cry-worthy video ever made since my Spanish 8 final project.  Unfortunately, since I've got two other projects due for Post-Production in the next two weeks, I may not have the time to give the video the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/115300501793847272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=115300501793847272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115300501793847272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115300501793847272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-im-here-sitting-at-work-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-115152106091650975</id><published>2006-06-28T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T14:57:40.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's hard to laugh in the face of death when your lungs are full of natural gas</title><summary type='text'>We had a catastrophic gas leak at the house but the gas company came to shut it off before anyone died.  A minor victory!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/115152106091650975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=115152106091650975&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115152106091650975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115152106091650975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-hard-to-laugh-in-face-of-death.html' title='It&apos;s hard to laugh in the face of death when your lungs are full of natural gas'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-115005991310988492</id><published>2006-06-11T16:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T17:05:13.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Carboys and Timeshares</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, so it's been awhile but I guess I should update.Real quick, on Saturday, the Atlanta Film Festival hosted the Campus MovieFest International Grand Finale at the GSU Speaker's Auditorium.  It highlighted the best films created in this year's Campus MovieFest.  Alot of the films were ones that I had already seen at the Atlanta Finale but I got to see a few from other schools, including the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/115005991310988492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=115005991310988492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115005991310988492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/115005991310988492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/06/carboys-and-timeshares.html' title='Carboys and Timeshares'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-114015000797402615</id><published>2006-02-16T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T23:20:07.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY SHIT</title><summary type='text'>So tonight was the Atlanta Campus MovieFest finale... and how did Carboy do?WINNER: Best ComedyNOMINEE: Best FilmPRIZES:  Video iPod... but more importantly... WE ARE BEING SHOWN AT THE ATLANTA FILM FESTIVAL.Jimmy Baron from 99x hosted and told us he loved our film.  So did the chairperson of the Atlanta Film Festival, as well as some guy from the Georgia Government Cabinet (ecology or something)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/114015000797402615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=114015000797402615&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/114015000797402615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/114015000797402615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/02/holy-shit.html' title='HOLY SHIT'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-113986322099369462</id><published>2006-02-13T15:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T15:41:28.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prepare to laugh yourselves dead</title><summary type='text'>CARBOY!!!!!!!!!!!(pardon the aspect ratio)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/113986322099369462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=113986322099369462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/113986322099369462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/113986322099369462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/02/prepare-to-laugh-yourselves-dead.html' title='Prepare to laugh yourselves dead'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6041314.post-113969001003331775</id><published>2006-02-11T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T15:33:30.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the world of comedy...</title><summary type='text'>Last night FOX aired the final four episodes of Arrested Development.  Though the first one wasn't very good, the next three got progressively better, finishing with a delightful finale that managed to avoid many of the things that made Season Three so subpar.   Fox did call the night the "Fox Finale" and not "Series Finale" which is a good sign that Showtime is probably going to pick the show up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/feeds/113969001003331775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6041314&amp;postID=113969001003331775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/113969001003331775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6041314/posts/default/113969001003331775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliocentric.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-world-of-comedy.html' title='In the world of comedy...'/><author><name>Julian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17876703375490845897</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
